Location: The Watchtower, January 3:21:00, EST

Aqualad turned to the other heroes gathered around him and said, "Something else is wrong."

Batman turned to his apprentice, Robin. After a press on the keyboard in front of the Boy Wonder, six pictures came up on screen. The photographs of Martian Manhunter, Green Lantern John Stewart, Wonder Woman, Hawkwoman, Superman, and Batman.

"The entire League was under Savage's spell for just over a day," Robin began. "We've accounted for most of that time, but these six went missing for a full 16 hours we can't account for."

"16 hours," Batman repeated. "What did we do?"

"You have no memory of what you did?" Aqualad asked.

"None. The last thing I remember is Red Arrow talking to me as I was analyzing the Starro Tech. And the next thing I know, you're all on the Watchtower, telling us that we were under mind control."

"That matches up with what we've asked Superman, Green Lantern, and Wonder Woman," Robin mused. "I-it doesn't make sense, though. Why can Arrow, Aquaman, and the others remember what they did while you can't? Why target you six specifically?"

"When Savage recalled Starro-controlled members of the League, you six came through a yellow portal," Red Tornado informed. "Not Zeta Tube. A yellow portal."

"Klarion?" Aquaman replied.

"His portals are red," Aqualad reminded.

Robin sighed. "Another mystery in the ever growing ones of this secret society."

"You saved the League and revealed our enemies," Aquaman comforted. "And hopefully, once we've heard from Guardian, we will bring Savage and his accomplices to justice."

"Agreed," Batman nodded. "You all did good work today. I've never been more proud."

Aqualad and Robin smiled at the praise.

Location: Unknown, January 1, 4:32 CET UTC+1

"Thank you for meeting us today."

"The pleasure is ours. Have you found them?"

"Indeed. We have someone in mind who can root them out for you. And after they are all gathered, we will...eliminate the competition. But what about your Champions? Will they catch wind of our plans?"

"Do not worry about them. We have a way for them to leave this planet, and they will be compelled to. When can you begin?"

"We will establish a base of operations underneath a large body of water away from prying eyes. Afterwards, your operative will need to start gathering shipments for us."

"I will have my best operatives working with you on both your competition and the shipments. They will be at your command."

"Gratitude."


"Superboy here. Target descended into the sewers. I'm pursuing now."

"Do you require backup?"

"Not yet. I'll contact you if I do."

"Affirmative. Delta, hold back."

"Noted."

"You got it."

"Alright."

"Affirmative."

Location: Gotham City, 16:14 EST

Superboy had to resist covering his nose as he ran through the sewer. His footsteps echoed through the dark cave as he skidded to a halt at the sight of a piece of mud. He examined it for a moment before tossing it to the ground.

If I were him, where would I hide...

His thoughts were cut off at the sound of sloshing water. He turned around and was met with a river of mud wrapping around his torso and lifting him off the ground.

I always fall for this gag, Superboy thought.

Clayface roared as he emerged out of the water. He brought the clone to him and squeezed.

"You always fall for this gag!" Clayface taunted. His stomach expanded and began to slowly absorb the struggling Superboy. "Struggle all you want, kid! Even a Kryptonian has to breathe!"

M'gann, anytime now, Superboy thought frantically. His field of vision was covered in clay, and he could only hear the shapeshifter's laughter.

"Let him go!"

Miss Martian decloaked herself, and with a wave of her hands, split Clayface in two. Superboy took in a large gulp of air as he staggered away from Clayface.

A minute earlier would've been nice, Superboy snapped. He jumped back as clay tentacles shot towards him.

You're welcome, Miss Martian shot back. Delta Squad, we've flushed the target. Converge on our signal.

"We can play at this all day, Missy!" Clayface bellowed. His hands formed into spikes. "Nothing you do can hurt me!"

Robin, now! Miss Martian ordered. The Boy Wonder ran behind Clayface and threw twin Birdarangs at his back.

Clayface laughed at the electric discs and popped them out. "That don't work anymore!"

Superboy reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver capsule. "Then try this!"

Clayface turned around and charged at the Kryptonian. His open mouth gave Superboy enough time to flick the capsule towards him. As expected, Clayface swallowed it and began to gag. His stomach flashed before he grew in size and sand began pouring out of it. His mouth and back started leaking with sand too, immobilizing him for good.

Superboy walked up to admire his handiwork, smiling. "Distraction went off as planned, Robin. Thanks."

Robin stepped out of the shadows, bo staff resting on his shoulder. His crew cut hairstyle and red and black bodysuit were safe from the sickening touch of sewer water.

"Just happy it worked," he replied, voice cracking.

At the sewer pipe to his right, an alligator came sliding down. The alligator stood on its hind legs, then morphed into a boy with green hair, eyes, and a monkey tail, wearing a red bodysuit with white on the sides.

"Aw man, is it over already?" he complained. "I didn't even get a souvenir for the trophy room!"

A blue and black suit of armor flew toward Beast Boy before recoiling in disgust. "Dude, I think that smell qualifies!"

Beast Boy rolled his eyes at Blue Beetle. Passing him was a woman in short stature with a black combat suit with yellow trim and wings. She circled Clayface before morphing next to Superboy, barely shorter than him.

Miss Martian took off her hood and pressed a hand to her ear comm. Thank Mars I cut my hair. "Delta Squad to Cave, target neutralized."

"Good work, Delta. Come on home. Nightwing out."

Five Years Later.


Location: New York City, 18:16, EST

As a Secretary General, Tseng Dangun took every chance he had to go outside and stretch his legs after a long, busy work day. Eat a hot dog, call family. Even on the holidays, he found his day made better by street food on sitting on a bench.

"And you are sure?" Tseng asked to the other person on his phone.

"We have made some progress, but not nearly enough as we were hoping by now."

"Do whatever it takes to get our data. We cannot have our Competitor-"

Tseng's phone was blown out of his hand. He looked up at the offender and saw a large, pale skinned man with red eyes and black hair. His teeth were bared like a tiger at the zoo.

"Plee-ay, Krolo, suh frag."

No... Tseng screamed in terror and ran for the United Nations building.

His attacker huffed and followed him slowly. No matter. He was told to put on a show, after all. And when it came to honoring his contracts, the Main Man was nothing if not thorough.

Location: Mount Justice, 18:18 EST

The Atlantean aimed for a kick at his opponent's chest, but he grabbed the webbed foot and flipped him over. Again, the Atlantean got off his back and charged forward, only to be softly punched in the stomach and knocked to the floor again.

"Neptune's Beard!" he swore, green fist striking the floor. "You did it to me again."

His opponent extended a gloved hand toward him, helping him up. "And I don't care how many years you trained as Robin, and then Nightwing. One of these days, you're mine, Chum."

"I don't doubt it, Lagoon Boy." Nightwing's domino mask looked into Lagoon Boy's dark red ones. The Atlantean was good. With time, and more training, he'd be a great hero.

Like them.

"Recognized," the computer announced. "Superboy, B-04; Miss Martian, B-05; Bumblebee, B-17; Beast Boy, B-19; Robin, B-20; Blue Beetle, B-22."

Mal Duncan and Lagoon Boy both walked up to their newly returned teammates. Bumblebee regrew and slipped off her cowl as Mal approached her.

"Slow down, beautiful," he said. "Wanna tell you what we've got planned for tonight."

Karen winced and sidestepped him. "Sorry Mal, I can't. I'm already late for another session with Doctor Palmer, but rain check, okay?" She ran out of the training room without seeing his dejected face.

"Welcome home, Angelfish," Lagoon Boy wrapped his arms around M'gann.

"Thank you, La'gaan," she smiled. She drew her lips to his and moaned, not caring about the sullen expression on Conner's face, or the bewildered growl from Wolf.

And certainly not the small amount of affection pulled back from La'gaan.

"I'm hitting the showers," Conner said succinctly. Beast Boy and Blue Beetle regarded him with pity. Beetle's armor retracted, revealing a 15-year-old boy with dark hair in a sweatshirt and jeans.

"Now that sounds like a plan," Jaime Reyes agreed. "You know, for you, hermano."

Beast Boy looked at his mud-covered form, subconsciously flicking a piece of sewer gunk off his tail.

"Clayface is safely back in his Arkham cell," Robin informed Nightwing. The older of the two smiled.

"Good work," Nightwing complimented.

"I didn't do much, I just-"

"Emergency alert."

A holographic screen slid into the center of the training room, projecting Captain Atom's face onto it. Next to that, a smaller screen showing a building with various flags waved appeared.

"United Nations headquarters is under attack," Captain Atom summarized.

"Beta's only two blocks away," Mal whispered.

"Captain Atom, the Team's Beta Squad is in the vicinity," Nightwing repeated. "ETA, three minutes."

Location: New York City, 18:23 EST

Keezy fem... The Main Man regarded the destruction he'd caused with an apathetic eye. Didn't they know what they were protecting? Didn't they know that no one could go toe to toe with him?

Another squad of guards reached back and took out his Enforcer. The blade fired out of the gun and swept the guards into the wall. The blade retracted into the muzzle, and he returned it to the strap on his back.

"Hahn Sho Lobo skahveyt-ka, ka SKAHvey keezy Krolo!"

Pathetic little Krolo lovers drove him into that room. The Main Man pounded his fists against the door. After another hit, the entire door collapsed. He walked through the smoke, ignoring the gunfire and eliminating the final Krolo lover.

"Ka seh Hahn Sho Lobo, Krolo," he said. "Plee-ay suh frag."

"Please," the Krolo begged. "I don't understand. I don't know what you want!"

Stinking little Krolo playing dumb. Fine. He tapped the button on his belt.

"So that's how you want to play it? Fine," he said in what these keezy called English. "Contract calls for the Main Man to put on a show for the locals. So one more time: surrender, or die."

"Contract? Show?" the Krolo repeated.

"Die it is."

Finally, time to grab the stinking Krolo and leave this hole. Then he'd-who was this keezy fem? Her dainty fist knocked him back and shattered the windows. Then another fem came into the room.

"Wonder Girl," the first fem said, "Keep him busy. I'll get Secretary General Tseng to safety!"

The Wonder Girl cracked her knuckles and grinned. The red one known as Batgirl left with the stinking Krolo. How many Krolo lovers were on this rock?

He grabbed the Wonder Girl's face and threw her into the wall. Seriously? That little girl thought she could take down the Main Man? Seriously?

Batgirl grabbed Tseng's arm and dragged him out of the elevator. They'd have to sneak out the General Assembly building if they wanted to-

That thing just crashed through the elevator. Batgirl grabbed one of her smoke pellets and threw it at his feet, then helped Tseng up to run.

"Who is he?" Batgirl demanded. "What does he want with you?"

"I-I don't know!" Tseng screamed. "He said something about putting on a s-s-show? Calls himself the Main Man."

Thinks rather highly of himself, doesn't he? Batgirl thought. She threw Tseng behind a chair as some blade thing nearly sliced her head off. She could hear his footsteps getting louder before a loud thud.

"Hold it, Clown Face," Wonder Girl taunted. "We weren't done dancing!"

"Keezy fem..." the Main Man growled.

"Yeah, yeah, 'keezy fem'. I've been called worse...I think?"

Wonder Girl ducked the Main Man's punch and uppercut him before giving him a swift roundhouse kick to the jaw. She threw her lasso around him and flew into his face before crashing into the rafters.

Batgirl turned to Tseng and ordered, "When I move, run."

Immediately, Batgirl climbed onto the table and jumped toward the Main Man. She flipped off of his shoulders and landed gracefully onto another table. Being knocked off of it was a small price to pay

"Planet of keezy fem," the Main Man boasted before regarding the beeps from his shoulders.

How's that for keezy fem? Batgirl smirked. She could hear grunts and a sound of shock before having Wonder Girl flying into her as she got her bearings.

"Sorry!" Wonder Girl apologized. "You okay?"

"Forget me!" Batgirl ordered. "Tseng!"

The two heroes ran towards the Main Man as he had Tseng in his clutches. Wonder Girl screamed as he ripped Tseng open. There were wires sticking out, along with a little green alien. The Main Man picked it up and looked at them both.

"The Main Man's contract's complete!" He tapped his belt. "Keezy fem, your world's your world!" The wall behind him exploded, and he jumped on his hoverbike before speeding away.

Wonder Girl disregarded the body and simply said, "I think...I think Clown Face was some kind of alien."

Batgirl examined the fake Tseng's body before turning to her teammate. What did this mean? Were there more aliens in New York? Hell, how many more aliens were on Earth?

"And that's not even the scary part."

And I thought Dick's birthday was weird...


Author Notes:

With season two wrapping up (please let there be a Season Three, Cartoon Network), I decided to novelize it. Mostly because I want to, and also to clear up some things that people were probably wondering about the show as best I can with the information from the comics. Some scenes will be added, others expanded upon. I'm hoping to have a fairly consistent schedule with this story. If you have any criticisms, relate it my delivery, spelling, or grammar.

As always, read and review.